Betrayed By Beauty (Heaven's Guardians MC Book 4)
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While I kiss her and revel in the sweet nectar of her lips, I reach out to Jax and he laces his fingers through mine and kisses my knuckles. “I could watch you both like this all night,” he admits.
Oakley comes up for air, her lips swollen and red and her eyes filled with lust. She turns to Jax, still rocking her hips against me, making my dick so hard it almost hurts and there’s no way she doesn’t feel it against her core.
“Can you…” her voice is barely a whisper. “Um… I was wondering—”
Jax cups her cheek and rubs his thumb over her wet lips. “What do you want, baby?”
“You to… kiss Angel, I want to watch.” Her cheeks turn pink and I grip her hips at her words and grind myself deeper against her. “Oh, God.”
Smiling, I slide one hand down to her jean clad ass and squeeze, and with my other hand, I grip the back of Jax’s neck and tug him closer so I can devour his mouth.
He plunges his tongue between my lips, a deep, longing kiss that’s hard, hot, and rough. When he bites my lip, I groan and grind against Oakley who drops her hands from my head and smooths them down my chest. “I think,” she hesitates, “it’s only fair if you take your top off too.”
Jax smiles against my mouth. “Our girl has the best ideas,” he says.
“I have a better one,” I say, lifting Oakley as I stand. She wraps her legs around my waist and lets out a squeal of delight as I carry her to the bedroom, my dick grinding deliciously against her the entire way. “I think we may have to invest in a bigger bed.”
Oakley laughs, and Jax slaps my ass as we enter the bedroom and fall onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.
It’s time to make Oakley ours.
***
JAX
Everything is finally coming together. Never in my life could I have dreamed that God would grant me not one, but two soulmates to fill my life. I’ve always known that Maddox was the one for me, but it wasn’t until we found Oakley that we both realized something was missing. And seeing her now, her beautiful tiny body between ours, I know she’s where she was always meant to be. She’s all the things we need that we can’t give to one another—the final, crucial piece in our puzzle.
“Oh my God,” Oakley breathes when Angel removes his t-shirt. “You’re flawless.”
I smile, because yeah… Maddox is fucking beautiful.
Unfortunately, I now know that his “beauty” is also his biggest burden. His eyes go shuttered as his insecurities begin to creep in, his mind most definitely going to places he doesn’t need to be in right now. Before I can smooth things over, Maddox stands from the bed and clears his throat. He stands awkwardly by the bed, and I can tell that he’s fighting his need to run away from the memories that are now invading his mind.
Oakley is watching the scene unfold with obvious confusion. Madd notices and leans forward to press a soft kiss against her lips. “It’s okay, sweet girl. I just need a minute,” he promises her. Oakley nods, the worry in her eyes not abating.
Maddox straightens and as he moves to pass me, my hand darts out, taking hold of his own. His eyes close for brief seconds before he turns to me and presses his forehead against my own. He moves his mouth to the shell of my ear. “Tell her,” he says, and I pull back to look into his eyes. They’re filled with anguish and I know he needs me to do this for him. I nod and he gives my hand a squeeze before he drops it and leaves the room, the bathroom door closing seconds later.
“What just happened?” Oakley asks. “Did I do something wrong?”
I shake my head, throwing my own t-shirt onto the floor and stripping down to my underwear. But her eyes don’t roam over my body, they stay fixed to mine begging for answers.
“Come ‘ere for a minute,” I say, opening my arms for her.
She steps into them and I kiss her forehead. “The way you feel about your body… Maddox feels the same way.” I pause, hating that I have to say this, but I know he can’t do it again and I would never ask him to.
“Maddox was abused when he was twelve years old—raped by his step-father… repeatedly.”
Oakley gasps and tears fall as she tightens her arms around me. “Oh my God,” she cries.
“His step-father used the excuse that Madd was flawless, beautiful... so perfect that he couldn’t help himself.” I shake my head in disgust. “People covet beauty. Some spend their entire lives trying to attain their vision of it. But that’s not the case with Maddox. His beauty betrayed him, sweetheart. And he has to live with that for the rest of his life.”
Oakley’s cries quickly turn to sobs and she collapses in my arms. In the bathroom, the shower is running, and my heart is breaking knowing Madd is in there scrubbing himself raw in an attempt to rid himself of the filth he still feels.
Damn, I need to figure out how to be here to carry them both at times like this. Because I’ll be damned if I let either one of them fall.
“Oh God, Jax. I’m sorry… so, so sorry.”
“Hey, it’s okay, we’re working through it. And having you with us helps too.” I slide my hands down to her ass. “Now, I’m going to go get him. While I’m gone, I want you to slide these jeans off.”
Oakley looks hesitant. “Are you sure that’s the best idea? I kinda feel like I ruined the mood.”
“Trust me, this is what he needs, okay?
A breathy “Okay” is all I get before I kiss her softly on the lips and head to the bathroom. Maddox is drying off when I open the door and his fearful eyes meet mine in the mirror. “Is she okay?” he asks.
I close the door behind me and walk forward before running my lips over the bright red skin of his shoulders. “She’s okay.” I murmur. “She’s beating herself up though, she knows first hand what it’s like to be judged on your looks. To know she inadvertently did that to you is eating her alive.”
That’s all it takes for Maddox to shoulder past me out of the bathroom and across the hall to the bedroom.
Without warning, Maddox rips the sheet covering Oakley’s body away. Beneath the sheet, she’s waiting for us perfectly naked. Madd groans and leans down, capturing her breast and sucking it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around her peaked nipple before resuming his sucking. His other hand slips between her legs and on a sigh, Oakley closes her eyes and spreads her legs, letting Maddox delve deeper.
Madd opens his eyes and looks up at me, lips still devouring Oakley’s breast in a mixture of soft nips and wet kisses.
I cup her cheek and part her lips with my tongue, angling my head so I can increase the pressure of the kiss. When she grips the back of my head, I swallow her moans. “You like his mouth, little one?” I ask.
Her words are inaudible as she writhes, her tongue still darting into my mouth as her hands wander over my shoulders and chest.
I continue my exploration of her body, peppering kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. When I reach her free breast, I tug her nipple between my thumb and finger before I lean down to suck it into my mouth, gently nipping on it while she whines and begs me—and Maddox—to never stop.
***
OAKLEY
My body is humming. Jax is still devouring my nipples and each suck, lick, and tug has me positive that I could come just from this.
Angel has moved between my legs, his velvet soft tongue gliding over my clit, bathing it in a warmth I’ve never experienced.
My hips rock toward Angel’s mouth, my back arches in a desperate attempt to get my breasts closer to Jax’s mouth, and my hands… well, I’m just trying to touch any part of either of them that I can reach.
I’m also trying to figure out how they can keep their mouths on me, but on each other as well. There’s something so sinfully delicious about the way they kiss… the way they come together. It’s as if they feel their minutes are numbered. Their kisses are hard, and their touches are desperate.
As if sensing my rising neediness, Angel gets to his knees and wraps a hand around his dick. He strokes it a few times before Jax lifts
his head and notices. “Drop it.” Jax’s tone leaves no room for argument. The dark, sensual look paired with the command has Angel releasing his dick as if it was on fire.
A shudder runs through my body and my needy clit gives a little throb of delight at Jax’s show of dominance. I shuffle up a little and watch as Jax takes his own monstrous cock and clenches his fist around it. He holds it out like it’s the sweetest offering and without a single word, Angel leans down and takes the entire length into his mouth. Three moans fill the room as we each experience a form of euphoria.
Mouth agape and eyes wide, I watch them, squirming beneath Jax’s heavy-lidded gaze. He lifts my hand and sucks two fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the digits, coating them with wetness. “Touch your clit, little one,” he says once he pulls them from his mouth.
I obey and slide my fingers to my pussy, my breathing escalating when I run the barest of touches over the swollen nub. Jax’s chest rumbles in approval and Angel pulls away from Jax’s cock, wanting to see for himself what’s happening between my legs.
Before he can unsheathe his mouth fully from Jax’s cock, a dominating hand threads through his hair, pushing him back down the thick length. “Did I say you could come up?” Jax demands. Angel shakes his head, eliciting a groan from deep within Jax’s chest as his cock moves deeper into Angel’s throat with the movement.
Between my legs, my fingers are still moving, playing along the length of my clit, teasing the opening of my hole where my need is dripping out onto the sheets. Shameless, almost pornographic moans spill from my lips as the pleasure increases. My orgasm is barreling down upon me and I’m helpless to do anything but let it come.
“Don’t come, Oakley.” Jax says, a warning in his tone. My hand drops immediately following the command and I cry out in frustration as the threat of my orgasm recedes.
Using his hand still speared through his hair, Jax pulls himself free of Angel’s mouth. He leans down and licks inside his mouth, a tender show of appreciation before he pulls back. “Sit against the headboard. Legs cocked and spread.” Angel shivers at the command and moves to follow out the order.
I can’t move my eyes away from Angel. Veins protrude from his powerful arms that are draped over his knees. His cut abs are tense, giving them even more than their usual definition and the light splattering of blonde hair on his lower belly draws my eyes even lower until they rest on his leaking cock. My tongue moves of its own accord, the tip peeking out to coat my lips.
Angel growls, pulling my attention to his face and my body flushes at the unveiled lust I find in his gaze. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a woman, sweetheart. Keep looking at me like that and I can’t promise to be gentle.”
Before I can blink, Jax is towering over Angel gripping his cock in a tight fist. He runs his nose against the length of Angels before whispering against his lips. “Don’t forget who runs this show, baby. You’ll touch her how I tell you to touch her, understand?”
“I understand,” he grits between clenched teeth as his hips thrust his cock into Jax’s closed fist. Much to Angel’s displeasure, Jax releases him and turns to me. “Now, before I tell you to climb up and sink that sweet pussy down on Madd’s cock—” he pauses when I whimper and Angel growls “Fuck yes.”
“When we say it’s our job to keep you safe, we mean that in every aspect.”
Seeing my confusion, Angel steps in. “He’s asking if we need to wear a condom, sweetheart.”
Oh! I can literally feel the heat radiating from my face as I attempt to formulate the least humiliating answer. “I’m a virgin,” I blurt out quickly. “Well, I mean, I guess that depends on your definition… I mean there’s no hymen because well—toys.” I ramble and realize that operation don’t make yourself look like an idiot, just crashed and burned into a thousand tiny pieces. So I level them with the truth. “It’s not that I haven’t wanted to, but real dicks are in short supply when you’ve got a face like mine.”
Silence hangs in the air for a beat… then the bedside drawer closes and Jax is behind me. Suddenly my chest is tight, and my lungs have stopped giving me much needed oxygen. Angel’s gaze is locked onto Jax over my shoulder, watching as Jax lowers his mouth to my ear. “Next time I hear you say something about yourself like that, I’m going to take you over my knee. And warning, Oakley—I don’t care where we are, or who’s around. Remember that.”
Oh. My. God. Angel laughs and my head comes up to face him. “I see that look on your face, sweetheart. I promise, that isn’t the only way you can earn his hand.” The vow in his words has another rush of wetness dripping from my already drenched pussy.
When Jax’s arms come around me, he wraps one lube covered hand around Angel’s dick, and the other cups my mound before two fingers slide over my clit. “Fuck, you don’t even need this. Are you ready for us, little one?” Jax whispers in my ear.
I can only nod.
“Do you know how it feels to know that we’ll be the only ones to ever be inside this sweet cunt?” Said cunt clenches down on his fingers at his filthy words, and he hums in approval. His fingers move in time with his strokes of Angel’s cock, and when I feel Jax’s thick length between my cheeks, I almost cry at the pleasure of it.
“Slide down onto Maddox’s cock, sweetheart, nice and slow,” Jax says.
Nodding is basically my only form of communication right now. As I slide down Angel’s length, lowering myself until seated, my thighs resting on his own.
Jax continues to lick, kiss, and suck my neck, rocking into my ass, teasing whispers of his cock across that forbidden entrance. Angel’s hands reach around and squeeze my ass, encouraging me to ride his cock, while Jax’s fingers work their magic on my clit. Each touch sends me spiraling further into ecstasy.
Angel takes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks. I drop hard onto his cock as my fingers thread through his hair, pressing him further into my breast.
Jax’s hands come to my hips. “Keep riding him, Oakley. I want to see his cock sliding in and out of that tight hole.” My head falls back to rest against his shoulder. If he doesn’t stop talking like that, there’s going to be no stopping the orgasm that I’m barely keeping at bay.
Angel’s moving faster now, groaning with every thrust as though Jax’s words are having the same effect on him.
“I think—I can’t,” I try, and fail to tell them that it’s happening, I’m about to come.
Angel’s thrusts are frenzied as he fucks himself into me. Behind me, I feel Jax’s hand moving, stroking the length of his own cock, and that’s all it takes. I come.
There’s no attempt from either of the men to quiet my cries. Instead they drink them in, murmuring their praises.
Bucking my hips, I ride Angel harder, letting his cock fill me so completely that he groans with every shift of my hips.
"Come, Angel. Now," Jax commands, and within seconds I can feel the vein on his cock pulsing inside me as heat bathes my insides.
Angel continues to thrust lazily into me, a mixture of us his coats my thighs as he starts to move away. Embarrassed and unsure, I awkwardly attempt to climb off of Angel, but Jax is there lifting me from Angel’s sated cock to me on the bed. I watch, transfixed as it slips from my body and lands against his thigh, not as hard but still thick with desire.
I squirm, feeling the stirrings of desire beginning to build again inside me. Jax plants his forearm across my hips, calming my movements. "Not so fast, little one—you'll ruin my treat." he says, but before I can comprehend his meaning he drops to the floor, grabs my knees and opens me wide.
"What are you… Oh, God!" I scream as Jax's tongue roughly flicks my swollen clit and starts lapping up Angel’s cum.
Holy crap, that’s hot.
With each hot stroke of his tongue, Jax pumps his cock in his hand, moaning against my swollen flesh until I cry out and come again.
Sucking and licking until he takes every drop of mine and Angel’s combined essence.
"You’re ours now." He bites my lip, then licks down the length of my abdomen one last time, giving my clit one last taste as his thumb brushes over the star of my ass. He chuckles darkly when it tightens in response. “Don’t worry, sweet girl. Your sweet little ass is safe. For today.”
Jax stands from the floor and turns his attention to Angel whose fist is pumping his already hard again cock. His tongue slides over his lips when Jax stands and points at the ground.
"Kneel."
Angel nods, releases his dick and drops to his knees before Jax.
"Now, I’m going to fuck your mouth like you fucked our girl. And I want to watch your eyes while you do it "
Without hesitation Angel takes Jax’s massive cock in his mouth. He works him, slow at first then hard and fast as Jax displays a herculean amount of self-control, holding onto his orgasm. Finally, he grabs the back of Angel’s hair and fucks his mouth as his cum drips down Angel’s chin.
The act is so hot that if I wasn’t afraid my vagina would fall off, I would try to get myself off one last time. Alas, the poor girl has seen more action today than her entire sexual lifetime combined.
I guess I’ll give her a break… For now.
CHAPTER 22
OAKLEY
“I’m nervous,” I admit to Angel when we reach the door to Corrupt. After the mind-blowing sex last night, and the tender lovemaking this morning, I can’t imagine my life without Jax and Angel in it. And not just for the sex, but for everything else they so freely give me. The love and acceptance of me and my body… I’d never been happier than when I woke up cocooned between them.